Authors Note:
Hey guys, Isis here. I've decided to delete my other story Promise because I simply think its too boring. So this idea came to be this morning. 4:32am actually. So this is my new fic Bullet for your Heart. I was originally planning for this to be a one-shot but I think that I will make it an actual story because it's so long and I have a lot of ideas. The first chapter is just a test. I promise that it will get a whole lot more interesting, just bear with me for the time being.
So yes, please R&R. Also you will have to excuse my horrible grammar. Bad trait that I got from my father and Microsoft word doesn't always pick up everything. So please just bear with me.
I will try to keep everyone in character most of the time but some places might be a little OOC. Also, this is my first DN fic using my original character Isis. I will have a little Bio of her on my page soon. Also she is paired with L. So sorry people. But don't get me wrong. I'm a huge Light X L and L X B. I simply made my character for fun…and cause L is hot
Sorry to say I do not own Death Note. Rights belong to Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata.
So I have this problem if anyone can help. I don't know if it worked for this fic. But every time I bold something or add a page break, I save it and it never shows up. So I apologize if it doesn't work again and its kind of confusing to read. I will try to fix the problem ASAP.
Thanks everyone, I hope you enjoy.
Silence…was the only thing he could hear, besides his own heavy breathing of course
Silence…was the only thing he could hear, besides his own heavy breathing of course. His heart pounded a million miles an hour. He felt like it would explode from his chest at any moment. He stayed tucked behind the dark corner, his shimmering blue eyes darting back and forth looking for any movement. His gun was clenched tightly in his leather clad fists ready to be let loss into the next body that moved. Sweat dripped down his form making his blond ragged hair stick to his face.
He was also breathing rather heavily. His orange tinted goggles were fogging up from the heat on his body. He shifted uncomfortably. It had been quiet for about a minute now and he was freaking out. He leaned up gently wiping the fire red bangs out of his face. He held his gun close. He knew that his partner was just around the corner. Boy, did he wish that he were at home just sitting on his ass, playing Soul Caliber III instead of fighting for his life. How the hell did he get into this mess in the first place?
Oh right, Mello that's how. They had been walking to the nearest drug store to replenish their addictions when they had started being followed by three or four rugged looking men. Truth be told, they were the flunkies to a man named Darius. Mello had big problems with Darius when he was in the Mafia. Mello had told Matt about all the stories about how Darius used to go around killing high powered men in get into a high position in society. He wanted to be the most powerful and run the streets. That's when he ran in Mello's Mafia.
Darius had the attention to kill off Rod, but Mello and the others weren't going to have it. He had managed to kill off one of their other Mafia members to get to Rod and the others. But in the end, Mello was the one that killed him. Or so they thought. When the men had followed them and cornered them in this warehouse was when the truth came out. Apparently Darius was still alive and he wanted Mello. Well Matt wouldn't have it; he would always stick by the blond and make sure nothing happened to him.
This was probably the worse time to be daydreaming. Matt snapped back to reality when he heard a gun shot ring through the warehouse. He looked around the corner, Mello's gun pointed out as one of the men behind a door had fallen. They had killed two of the four now. Just two left.
Mello had seen his opportunity when the third man ran out of his hiding spot firing away at Mello. The blond had stepped out of his safety and fired three times the last bullet hitting it's target as the man fell.
But the problem now was, Mello had left himself out in the open. Matt looked over. There was a man crouching behind a couple of old crates his gun pointed directly at Mello. Matt fired…click….click….
"No…"
Matt's gun was all out of bullets now. He looked up as the man aimed.
"MELLO!"
Matt ran out from his spot and ran over to the blond. The man just laughed and fired. Mello's head had snapped forward when he heard the gunshot. The next thing he new he was pushed harshly on the ground. He looked up Matt was just standing there, his hands on his knee's panting heavily. The bullet had missed its target.
Mello just grabbed his gun and filled the last man skull with lead. He fell with a thump on the ground. Silence fell again in the warehouse again. Finally Mello spoke.
"Wha..What the hell for that for you stupid asshole?!"
"How about I just saved your life you brat!"
"Whatever…just help me up jerk off."
Matt just stuck his hand out grabbing the blonds helping him stand up as he brushed himself off.
"Why didn't you just shoot him the first time stupid instead of trying to be Mr. Hero!"
"My gun had run out of bullets, what the fuck was I supposed to do?!"
Matt was getting irritated. He had just saved his friends life and all he did was bitch and yell at him.
"Come on, let's go home. This was not how I wanted to spend my fucken evening."
Matt just nodded and huffed off toward the entrance after Mello. As they walked back home, the only thing that followed them were their shadows and a small trail of dripping blood that mapped out their entire route home.
Mello stomped up the stairs to their apartment as he flew the door open. He was even more pissed then usual. Doing stupid shit like this always put him in a horrible mood, well, more horrible then usual. As he walked down he noticed that the red head wasn't by his side anymore. He stopped turning around.
"Hurry the fuck up!…Huh…what the fuck is the matter with you?"
Matt staggered behind him, his eyes where have lit as sweat dripped down his face.
"N-nothing just shut up and keep walking."
Mello stormed over grabbing the red head by the collar of his jacket lifting him up so they were eye level.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?!"
"M-mello…just go inside…I'm sorry."
He pushed him against the wall as he turned to walk back inside.
"That's what I thought you said…know your place dog."
The red head just sighed. He was used to this by now, but his partner's bitchy-ass attitude wasn't really helping his situation. As he walked inside he shut the door behind him. He didn't feel so good. Mello had propped himself on the couch.
"Yo asshole, get my chocolate."
When Matt didn't move or answer Mello got really pissed. He stood up to turn to the red head.
"HEY! I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO…huh?"
That's when he noticed it. Matt was holding onto his right side for dear life, his gloved hand gripping onto the tan material of his jacket. Blood seeped from the spot where his hand was. There was also a trail of blood going down his jacket and a little on his pants.
Mello stopped, his expression immediately softened as he slowly walked over to the red head.
"M-Matt?…a-are you…"
Before he could finish Matt looked up and smiled. He moved his hand showing the blond the deep bullet hole in his torso. He chuckled lightly.
"Sorry partner."
Yes, the bullet had missed its target…but had found a new one. Matt's knees gave away as he fell to the cold floor.
So this is chapter one. The more reviews, the faster I will upload more chapters please R&R Thanks everyone.